Of course, when we were in Chicago, we went to the world famous Billy Goat Tavern. Actually, I shouldn't say "of course," because we actually hadn't planned to go there. But we were hungry after church on Sunday and that was the first place we stumbled across. And I shouldn't say "stumbled across" because if we hadn't walked past it the day before, there is no way we would have found it. It is in a sketchy looking area, basically under Michigan Ave. in what looks like a dark parking garage. While the Billy Goat was definitely not on our diet, we just had to have a cheezborger, chips - no fries! and a Coke - no Pepsi! (and actually I had water and Brad had lemonade, so how boring are we?) It was fun and, while the burgers were more bun than burger, it's an American experience.
PS The lighting was super funky, which made my camera go bizerk, hence the funny colors and horrible white balance in the photos (and why it looks like my shirt is brown, not black!)
PPS I'm assuming they normally have a great crowd. When we were there at 11:00am on a Sunday morning, we had the place almost to ourselves.
1 comment:
talk about a place getting by on reputation. the burgers there are lame. i agree that it's something you are obligated to do, but much prefer the town's pizza options to its burger options. german village max & ermas beats the goat. hell, now defunct original wendy's beats the goat. -shelton.
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